đź’ˇ Overwhelmed? Perfect.
This place is a fire hydrant.
You’re not supposed to drink it all.
Here’s a quick map so you don’t drown.
If you're not sure where to start: Start Here. Or Don’t.
If you're curious, click anything. It’s all connected.
Every link is a spell.
Follow the one that tugs. That’s where your story starts.
🪶 Welcome home.
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Here’s a quick guide for the page tabs:
🧠The Other You — For the you that stayed alive under the costume.
🥦 Eat. Feel. Repeat. — For the ones who are sick and tired of being sick and tired— and ready to do something about it.
Raised by Sitcoms is where I unlearn the shows that taught me to laugh through pain, hide our feelings, and call survival "love."
People Live Here is where the real stories bleed through — the mold, the pregnancy, the sacred wreckage, the survival we didn’t Instagram.
📚 I Wasn’t Allowed to Say This (So I’m Saying It Anyway) — Raw stories I wasn’t supposed to tell. (Trigger Warning)
🔥 Feathers & Fire: The Loui Crow Scriptures — Holy rewrites, scripture reimagined, devotion. Still holy.
🌙 Free Dream Decoding — Submit a weird one or read personal interpretations from the Crow’s roost.
🕯️ Spells & Rituals — Modern Magick for the tired-but-sacred soul.
📓 My Magick Journals — Psychedelic flashbacks, alien chats, meditations, breathwork breakthroughs, and the real-time rituals of a mom still reaching the stars.
🖤 House of Crow and White — Sacred parenting, soul values, and our family’s unfiltered truth.
📖 Sarlon White — My husband’s writings and The Book of the Small. (Quiet but powerful.)
🖋 Tattoo — Free sacred tattoo designs for grief, protection, anger, and rebirth.
Wear your healing. Crown your survival. This is Holy Ink.
🪶 Talk with Loui Crow — If you’re tired of disappearing to stay polite, this is where the real you gets to speak. Free, and safe.
Loui Crow Radio — This site in audio form—alive, expanding, and still molting.
Loui Crow Radio brings the blogs, the breakdowns, the dream decoding, and the emotional exorcisms straight to your headphones.
It’s growing. I’m growing. This whole damn thing is just getting started.
More stories. More real. Coming soon.
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✨ Content is free—but crows like snacks.
🪶 DEAR LOUI
Where the pretending stops—and the real gets to speak.
This is where you write what you weren’t allowed to say out loud.
The heartbreak. The burnout. The ghosting that gutted you.
The grief you were told to “get over.”
The rage you swallowed to keep the peace.
Every letter is a jailbreak. No shame. No fixing. No “be nice about it.” Just truth, in its rawest and most sacred form.
đź’Ś Write your own letter (anonymous or named).
Or read the ones already cracked wide open.
Because you were never “too much.”
You were just never held this much.
Welcome to Dear Loui. The place where your feelings don’t get cleaned up— They get witnessed.
Dear Loui: My Marriage Went Cold and I Fell in Love with Someone Else
This Dear Loui letter explores the heartbreak of feeling unseen in a marriage, and the complicated, sacred awakening that happens when a heart finds warmth elsewhere. It's not about blame — it's about honoring the ache, the cracks, and the courage to choose aliveness over silence. Readers are invited to bless both their own pain and their former partner’s, without shrinking or retaliating. It's a call to walk forward clean, warm, and free.